Leaving is a Process

Why do some days seem so empty… the harshness of such loss has no words. This divorce was more…a death of a person I used to know, or I thought I knew. Not without 3 years of torment, anguish, abuse, shattered heart, tortured spirit, broken trust… even trust in myself, my judgement. I am the one, after all, that continued to put myself in harms way.

This time is different. His pleas for forgiveness are real… this time, his tears are real. What keeps the heart bound to an abuser? But he loves me, he tells me continually. Words…empty. Actions…screaming.

How long must leaving take?

2 Comments Add yours

  1. LeeAnn Corbitt says:

    As always I am lifting you in prayer. Sending you love.

    1. sheribooth says:

      Thank you sweet friend. I pray all is well with you.

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